It's been 4 years since Rachel's death, 4 years since I layed on my own death bed, 4 years since I married the love of my life..Tay, 4 years since we had our baby girl...4 years of peace and love...until now. "GET DOWN!" My wife screamed as she jumped in front of me, knocking my 7 month pregnant self to the ground. I landed on my back, causing pain to spread throughout my body. I bit down on my bottom lip trying to hold in my scream. " oh my-" Tay started to say as a small frame appeared in the hallway holding her favorite teddy bear. her slit eyes now wide with fear. "mommy.." her eyes wet with forming tears. I tried my best to ignore the pain and crawled to her, but I stopped as a much larger frame appeared behind her. My eyes traced up her figure to a face I recognized . A face that shouldn't exist to this day. How could she still be alive ? This was the face of the girl I'd murdered four years ago in that warehouse. "please ...do..do..don't hurt her." I pleaded. her eyes bore into mines with no type of emotion. I watched as she placed one hand on my little girls head, and another on her chin. "mommyy." My little girl said again with tear stained cheeks. it was like she knew what was to come of her at this moment. My heart burned as I watched this woman's grip tighten. "Nooooooooooooooo!!" I screamed.All Rights Reserved